Azeroth Trail of Light

In the melee in the Dalaran Plains two years ago, high-level undead commanders such as Arthas, Kel'Thuzad, and Anub'arak fled back to the dark continent of Northrend in embarrassment. The undead who regained the advantage once again became a mess of sand.

However, due to the contradiction between the Silver Hand and the Scarlet Crusade, the two sides did not seize this opportunity to advance the line of defense. What was supposed to be completed a year ago has been abruptly dragged to the present.

But it’s not too late. Once West Dallonemir is retaken and connected with East Dallonemir, it means that the Dallonemir area can be restored to production. This is definitely a great opportunity for Lordaeron’s difficult restoration. It is a great encouragement, and it is not in vain that Princess Kalia has continuously given blood transfusions to Beijiang from the developed Theramore in recent years.

As for the Tirisfal area, where all the forces are now entangled, the real mess has become a mess, werewolves, adventurers, undead, and some mysterious cultists, even with the enthusiasm and fighting power of the Scarlet Crusaders. , To step into it, but also to think twice.

At present, Sidalongmir is the only nail left in Andorhal. Once knocked out, Mograine can focus all his attention on the Tirisfal area, and the Ashbringer is carrying his famous weapon. , Riding on a majestic silver war horse, Yiqi Juechen rushed towards the Tirisfal defense line in the slowly darkening sky. Behind him, the fully armed Paladins looked firm.

When they arrived at the fierce battlefield, the undead was already finishing the work.

It can be seen that the old knight's defense line in the Tirisfal area has been breached! Mograine saw the ferocity and madness of the undead chasing and killing the soldiers from a distance, which made the old knight angry. He drew the holy sword that ignited the scorching holy light from behind and held it high, behind him, The Paladins put on their masks one after another, ready to charge.

Renault Mograine and Falbanks who were following the old Mograine also lowered their visors. With the vibration of their horses stomping on the ground, the Paladins rushed down the **** and were in Mograine. Ni almost pulled out the real holy light curtain and crashed into those undead groups in an unshakable posture.

As they have been accustomed to in the past two years, the old knight opened the way in front, the holy blade swung, the left and the right, the scorching heat made every undead that the blade touched, whether it was a fragile walking corpse or Fierce and ugly ghouls, even death knights and elite skeletons, no matter what, after the holy sword like a beam of light swept across, all that was left on the ground were corpses burning with flames, and the weaker ones were even directly exposed to the heat. Burned to ashes.

This weapon that makes the undead fear the wind is too targeted. The moment the hot positive energy collides with the negative energy in the undead’s body, only annihilation is produced. In addition, the relationship between the old Mograine and the artifact is deepening. The strength is also increasing.

Recently, the old knight even discovered that his Ashbringer had a sign of a change in form, which is definitely a good thing for him. The long talk with Dick long ago made the old knight also know the special meaning of the artifact. The change in form means that he has stronger control over the holy blade!

This is a good thing, whether it is for Mograine itself, or for the war in northern Xinjiang, it is a good thing.

But when the old Mograine rushed into the deepest part of the group of undead, a black figure riding an undead horse appeared in his eyes, looking at the familiar figure, his face under the mask was at this moment. Upheaval!

"Go back! Get out! This is a trap!"

The voice of the old knight’s urn reverberated on the battlefield. The other paladins raised their heads in surprise, and saw that the old paladin stopped at the same place, and was about to turn the horse’s head. Although I don’t know what happened, it can let you It must be a big deal for the Ashbringer to be so nervous!

The other paladins also began to adjust their directions, but before they rushed up again, another black figure also stopped them on the way to retreat.

"Mograine, old man, why are you leaving in such a hurry?"

Riding on a skeletal war horse full of undead fire, the dwarf death knight Kurtaz in a green cloak raised his head, holding a scalp numb in his left hand, lingering heavy frost. With just a light wave of the power of the armor-piercing hammer, a terrible cross-shaped wound was broken on the chest of the nearest paladin, and the poor knight was also knocked into the air by a huge force, and finally seemed to be played badly. Like his doll, it rolled on the ground for several weeks before falling right in front of Mograine's horse.

"Kurtaz... my brother, you..."

"And me, Mograine, why don't you look back at me... when I need help the most, when I am waiting to die alone in the dark, my old brother, where are you?"

The low, dry voice from behind didn't remember that Mograine was frightened even once. That person was right, and the Ashbringer was afraid to face the death knight behind him.

After these two powerful death knights appeared, the surrounding low-level undead slowly withdrew from the battlefield obediently, and surrounded the paladins to form a giant circle. That is the battlefield of this battle, Falban. X's breathing was quick, because he saw the floating fortress slowly appearing behind the dark clouds in the distant sky!

It floats in the sky at a very high altitude. The whole is like a green quadrangular fortress. The four corners of the floating competition are dotted with hideous skull pendants. The green flames are separated from the old. From far away, you can see clearly.

That is definitely not the weapon that the righteous party should have!

The holy light is on, this thing, this is a trap! Despicable trap!

Old Mograine’s breathing became heavy. He jumped off the horse, took a deep breath, turned around, and looked at the death knight who had also turned and dismounted behind him. Under the black Scourge Lord’s helmet, there was A face he knew so well.

"I'm sorry... Dathrohan, when you needed it most, I couldn't..."

"No, you don't need to apologize."

The death knight Dathrohan moved his arms and took out from his back a black, hideous **** sword that made people desperate to see. It was almost as high as his body. The sword was pitted and bound by black. The cloth strips are full of despair and gloom.

But with Dathrohan's now hideous look, everyone who sees him will definitely be frightened.

This once paladin, after his death, almost interprets the aesthetics of violence to the extreme. He held the epee in front of him and straightened his black steel amid the scalp tingling noises from the undead. The hand armor said in an unimaginable cold voice,

"If you are really sorry, then use your death to apologize!"

After speaking, Dathrohan's left hand came out, and the black energy rushed towards the old knight. The scarlet hexagram rune was beating in the palm of his hand. He had dealt with the death knight too many times. Old Mograine knew this. What is it, once caught, it will be dragged down in front of the death knight, and then there will be a stormy attack.

Too many novice knights died under this blow. When the death energy rushed up, the old knight crossed the holy blade in front of the body. The black and red death energy was like liquid, in the golden holy The light is quickly evaporated to dryness.

But with this stupefying effort, Dathrohan had already jumped up from the spot, holding the heavy sword in both hands, and slashed down from the sky. The old knight's ash messenger was on top, and he easily blocked the blow. .

Fortunately... Dathrohan is just a hero, and it seems that he is not so tricky that Old Mograine can't handle it, but the next moment, the screams coming from behind make the old knight's face greatly changed. I almost forgot, there is not only Dathrohan, a high-level death knight, but also Kurtaz!

Two to one!

Although the old Mograine felt that he would not lose, there was no doubt that once he fell into the entanglement of two death knights, these paladins under his command had no hope of surviving in the face of such a number of undead.

"boom!"

Behind the old Mograine appeared two wings composed of holy light, and he slashed Dathrohan with a sword. He turned around and used the holy blade to hold the piercing hammer that Kurtaz had smashed down. There was a scream from behind. Under the wind, his head drooped down, but the blade of the giant sword still swept his helmet away!

At this moment, he entered the fierce battle, the old Mograine's expression had become hideous, he turned his head and shouted to Falbanks and Renault,

"I'll clear the way for you! Go out! Find reinforcements!"

After finishing speaking, the old knight held the hilt of the holy blade with both hands, turned around and rotated gently, after avoiding the hammer of Kurtaz, raised the holy blade on top of his head, and then cut it down!

This slash fully embodies the powerful energy control of the epic hero. An almost substantial golden energy blade fell from the sky, like an enlarged ash messenger, wherever it went, the undead who blocked the road were hot. Purification of light, when the light dissipated, a wide road appeared in the center of the sea of ​​undead!

That is a road of ashes!

He really managed to open the way for the paladins to retreat. Falbanks is an old knight. He has been fighting with Mograine since he was young. He has always embraced Mograine. Confident, so at the moment the road opened, Falbanks closed his visor and raised his sword.

"Knights, come with me and rush out! Don't be a burden to the Ashbringer!"

The Paladins who can be selected by the old Mograine are also elite guys. They naturally understand what they should do most now. They don’t remind Falbanks at all. They just follow the ashes road crazy Break out.

Falbanks fell last, he glanced back and yelled,

"Renault! Come with me! We should go now!"

The eldest son of the old Mograine, the Paladin Renault Mograine who has been reborn in the past 2 years, smashed a ghoul that leaped towards him with a sword. He shook his head and said loudly. Shouted,

"No! Falbanks, I want to stay and fight with my father. I can't leave him here alone. Go ahead and find reinforcements!"

After speaking, Renault shining with holy light, turned around and rushed into the battlefield again. Falbanks was shocked, gritted his teeth, and stabbed the long sword in his hand viciously into the forehead of a ghoul. Inside, raised his whip, ready to rush out.

After Mograine cut this blow, he was also cut in the back by Dathrohan, who came from behind. The ordinary sacred barrier could not stop the heroic death knight's full blow. Mog Lenny fell down embarrassedly.

Kurtaz and Dathrohan did not pursue them. They surrounded Mograine who Renault had lifted up from the ground. Behind them, the undead surrounded the battle scene.

"Ahem, kid... you shouldn't have kept it!"

Old Mograine closed the wound on his back with the holy light and expelled the death energy from his body. While he clenched the Ash Messenger in his hand, he said to his son who was back to back with him,

"You should follow Falbanks! They can't help me!"

Mograine could not see Renault’s expression, he only heard his son’s courageous response.

"No, father, I can't keep you here! My glory and my will cannot allow me to do this!"

The old knight's expression softened.

"Okay! Then, father and son, we will go to **** together today! Cover me, Renault!"

"Okay, father!"

Renault turned around, and a trace of unconcealed madness flashed through his drooping eyes.

"puff..."

Falbanks' eyes widened, and the next moment, he roared with all his strength,

"No! Renault, you traitor!!!"